• A life that's lived, a love that's lost,
    A price that's payed, but what's the cost?
    For us to scream, a noise unheard,
    A silent scream, the spoken word.

    Save the trust for those of worth,
    Of silver souls, clean since birth,
    For I am not a worthy soul,
    Mine is but the colour, coal.

    A horrid black, a dirtied scene,
    For I am the devil's queen,
    Fear my face and fear my fist,
    Old of age and yet unkissed.

    Bring me blood that is at the boil,
    I wish to drink the lover's toil,
    The blood they wish to fill their veins,
    Is but mine, I pull the chains.

    Tell me sober, tell me sweet,
    That I am nothing but a cheat,
    A tease, a taunt, a watchful eye,
    I'm the killer in the sky.

    My music plays, a woeful tune,
    Not one of sun, but one of moon,
    It weaves its way into the sky,
    To pass the day and reach the night.

    A piano plays, I its player,
    Its notes conquered, I its slayer,
    So I sit upon the stool,
    The devils queen, the night I rule.